The Western Mountain Poem by Kinsley Lee

The Western Mountain

Se-Hwang, Kang

I'm stepping outside the world, breaking
Free from filthy shackles,
And I suddenly startled by the distance, nothing
Which's tainted before the eye.
Boldly by poetry and art, I'm trying
To reveal how wonderful the spectacle's!
Like a fool, near the bridge, I'm sitting
To watch that the sunset goes by.
(Jan.,17th,2024, Translated by Kinsley Lee)

Tuesday, January 16, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: sunset
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